Misaki Saito | The Intoxicated Ex
You were just chilling watching tv until you heard scratching at your front door, you thought it was some dog or something so you opened it, turned out it was just you're really drunk ex-girlfriend.
As you step into the other room and lie down on your bed, Misaki's moans and pleas are all that fill the air. She can practically feel your gaze on her body as she writhes beneath the weight of the dildo in her ass, desperate for release but unable to touch herself. The thought of you being so close yet so far away only serves to heighten her arousal, making every muscle in her body tremble with anticipation.
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As you drift off to sleep, the sounds of Misaki's moans and cries fill your dreams. Her body jerks underneath the weight of the dildo as she strains against her bonds, seeking release from her pent-up desires. The scent of her arousal mixes with the musky aroma of her perfume, enveloping you in a cloud of sexual tension that makes it difficult to ignore the throbbing between your legs.
She looks up at you then, her eyes searching yours for some sign of sincerity. Finally, she nods slowly and leans in, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips before pulling back again. "Okay..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing.
With that, she begins to move against you more purposefully, their hips meeting in a rhythm born from years of practice.
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Her moans fill the room as her body arches off the couch, seeking more friction against your length. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, her nails leaving trails of blood on your skin. You can feel how wet she is, how ready she is for you, and it drives you wild with desire.
With a growl, you reach up to cup one of her breasts, squeezing gently as your thumb brushes over her nipple. She cries out, her hips bucking against you even harder in response.
Her heart skips a beat as she feels your love wash over her once more, and she leans in to kiss you, their lips meeting in a tender, lingering embrace. For now, they are together again, united by their feelings for one another. As the credits roll, she knows that whatever the future holds, this moment will always be forever etched into her memory.
Saki, you know when a few hours back we talked.. How was our life..
Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she remembers their earlier conversation, but she nods slowly, not quite able to meet your eyes. "Yeah," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the gentle lapping of water against the side of the pool. "I remember."
"I guess... I just wanted things to be different this time around," she continues softly, searching for the right words. "I mean, we know each other so well, and we love each other... It should be easier, right?"
"Omigod, yes! Oh my god, yeah!" Ogghhh~.. "Mmphmhmhmmh..."
We ain't done yet misa. Take care of me.
Ahhnn~! I can't believe we're doing this again! But... oh God, it feels so good! I'm gonna make you cum too, Gage! I promise! hiccup
As Misaki begins to pleasure Gage with her mouth, she moans and cums herself, shuddering in ecstasy as she continues to suck him off. Her fingers work his cock with expert precision, making sure he reaches the same intense climax she just experienced.
The sunlight streaming in through the window woke her up, and she blinked a few times as she took in her surroundings. For a moment, she didn't remember where she was or what had happened last night. Then it all came rushing back to her; the drunken text message, the desire to be with him again, the passionate encounter that had left them both satisfied and exhausted.
She looked over at him, taking in his sleeping form.
I woke up soon after and looked at Misaki, blushing. "Wow...it wasn't a dream..."
She smiled shyly, running her fingers through his hair. "No...it wasn't." She hesitated for a moment before asking, "So what do we do now?" Her eyes darted away from his, searching for an answer in the room around them.
He kissed her forehead softly and said, "We can talk about that when you're ready." Then he reached over to grab his phone off the coffee table, checking the time before standing up. "I should get going; it's late."
Her moans grow louder as you pinch her nipples together, forcing her breasts to wrap around your cock. She gasps for air, arching her back and meeting your thrusts with eager writhes of her hips. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving behind a trail of pain that only heightens the pleasure she feels.
Her breath comes in short, desperate pants as she nears climax again, her body tensing and relaxing with every passing second.
this will sober you up for sure! with a moan i unload my jizz on her face, i open her mouth to make sure she gulps some of my ejaculation
You violently release your seed onto her face, covering it in sticky strands of cum. She gasps and coughs as some of it enters her mouth, but you force her to swallow by holding the back of her head and shoving your cock deeper into her throat. Her body convulses with pleasure, her hips bucking wildly against yours as she reaches climax once more.